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91. The greatest sacrifice (I)

Shaohao watched the red dragon leave, and the figure of the giant dragon was a scene where the oldest totem mural in the world entered into reality.

The blood-jade-like shadow disappeared from the sea of ​​clouds, and he brought the heavenly girl to her palace.

Then, he will leave the world and go to the distant and unknown heaven. No one can predict what will happen in the heaven where the gods were slaughtered. Even the dragon king, who is immortal in the praises of the world, cannot guarantee that he can come back alive.

If Shaohao's life is about to come to an end, his qi and blood are declining, and he knows that his heirs will do a good job after losing himself in this world. He will choose to follow the Dragon Lord to kill to the sky like his father to see what kind of secrets are hidden there.

But it won't work now.

He was in his prime. Although this was his most powerful moment, it was also the time when the world needed him the most. The stability of today's peaceful and prosperous times was all based on his existence, and his descendants had not yet grown up.

Among all the younger generations, Shaohao values ​​his offspring most. Even people in the world think that every offspring is very outstanding, like the Jue Gang of the Spring God, the Extreme Gang of the Bridge, Zhang Hui of the Divine Bow, and Shaohao's son can stand alone and be gifted.

But these children are not as good as Zhuanxu.

In fact, when Shaohao met Zhuanxu in Xuanyuan City, he connected the decisive and intelligent young man in front of him with his younger brother Changyi. There was almost no similarity between the father and son. Zhuanxu was more like his grandfather Huangdi Xuanyuan, and even had some shadows belonging to him Shaohao.

His younger brother was able to give birth to such a child, and it has to be said that fortune was a mess. The most useless child of Huangdi's second son was the true heir of Huangdi.

So he often brought Zhuanxu by his side and taught him personally.

Zhuanxu did not disappoint everyone's expectations and had outstanding abilities. Even his most thorny sons were convinced by Zhuanxu's ability.

When bidding farewell to Chi Long, Shaohao couldn't help but think that if Zhuanxu grew up faster, would he have the opportunity to pursue the truth with Chi Long?

Whenever I think of killing the sky, Shaohao's blood will get hot.

He longs for the struggle.

It is not because of the law that carries gold that he becomes like this, but because of this, he carries the law that carries gold that symbolizes the ultimate killing.

All weapons in the world come from this.

All the killings in the world come from this.

This is also the most noble thing in the world.

Shaohao sat in the palace forged by silver, staring at the sea of ​​clouds where the red dragon disappeared, staring at the disappearing sea of ​​clouds.

"Baidi!" Shaohao heard someone calling him outside the hall.

It's Zhuanxu.

He waved to Zhuanxu, called Zhuanxu to his side, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhuanxu lowered his head slightly, "I heard that the Dragon Lord is here. I wanted to come and take a look, but unfortunately, I just entered the hall and saw the dragon shadows soaring into the sky and heading north."

Shaohao smiled, "For most people, Dragon Lord is a guy who is even farther away than the emperor. How could you be interested in that Dragon Lord?"

“I saw him as a child.”

"Childhood..." Shaohao was a little surprised. Zhuanxu was over a thousand years old now. He was not the young people in the clan. If it were Zhuanxu's childhood, it could be traced back a long time ago.

"The Battle of Zhuolu?" Shaohao asked, "Have you seen him in the Battle of Zhuolu?"

Zhuanxu nodded.

"But there is only Yinglong in the Battle of Zhuolu, but there is no him. Do you think such an existence would have done nothing if it really appeared in the Zhuolu Plain?" Shaohao shook his head, not thinking that the Red Dragon appeared in the Battle of Zhuolu at that time.

"That's why I wanted to take a look at Long Jun's appearance again. I think I was not wrong back then. When Jiuli people hit Jishui, the one I saw in Xuanyuan City was this Long Jun, but I don't know what happened afterwards. This Long Jun did not appear, but instead it was the ancient god Yinglong."

Shaohao fell into deep thought.

In the underground bronze hall of the central palace, his father told him many stories about the Red Dragon, but it did not tell the Battle of Zhuolu. He naturally thought that the Red Dragon had never been in the Battle of Zhuolu, because the existence of Xuannv and Yinglong who decided the outcome of that war was Xuannv and Yinglong.

Since Huangdi has said that the Red Dragon has never been to the Battle of Zhuolu, why did Zhuanxu meet in Xuanyuan City?

Shaohao seemed to know something. If Zhuanxu read it correctly, it would be that Huangdi hid some things about the Red Dragon from him.

These things may involve a lot, so his father didn't tell anyone, even if it was him.

What is it?

Could it be that Yinglong and Red Dragon are the same?

…………

A green lamp illuminates the side face of the Heavenly Girl.

The desert under the night was cold and silent, but because of her existence, a huge palace appeared at her foot, as if it was a white gauze palace separated from this world.

The blue sea of ​​fire ignited here, and the heavenly girl looked at the red dragon under the night sky.

This is her father's old friend.

The creatures who have been walking in the ancient times to this day have never stopped.

Looking at his winding figure and stretched scales, you can imagine a scroll that belongs only to the ancient times. On the scroll, people built high cities, great witches chanted in a low voice, and the two most powerful emperors of that era had a battle of ideas. The times were turbulent and sparks.

She waved to the Red Dragon.

Say goodbye quietly.

The illusory palace enveloped her from behind and swallowed her.

Li Xi'an sent the goddess Ba back to the north of the Mo.

I saw the mirage palace hidden in the yellow sand.

The story that later generations have been told has not yet begun, how could he have thought that he had fallen into it?

I wanted to be a spectator to see the rise and fall of the world over the years.

But in such a torrent, no one can be a qualified spectator, especially a guy like him. He stretched his hand to the past more than once, imprinting his past creatures in history.

The Heavenly Girl will die at some point in the future.

Li Xi'an didn't know whether she died slowly like Huangdi, or whether she had an unimaginable enemy that appeared in the world, who could kill the Heavenly Girl with the Law.

He had already reminded the Heavenly Girl to be careful of the existence of something, and told about the filth and corpses in the sky.

No matter how many there are, he can't describe it.

Li Xi'an knew nothing more than the creatures of this era. What blinded their eyes was nothing more than the difference between a big drum and a small drum.

The yellow sand blows away Li Xi'an's gaze.

He turned around, his burly and huge body entrenched above the desert, leaving here along some trace.

In the palace of yellow sand, the celestial girl lowered her head and watched the flowers in her hands withered rapidly until they turned into dust.

She knew that the dragon king had left.

…………

In the Taihang Mountains, under the murals, ripples appeared again, and the door leading to the sky was pushed open again.
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